We ordinary people also need to fall in love.

After chatting with Yan Shu for only a few more words, he made an excuse that his teacher had arrived and said goodbye.

Their class lost, so there was no point in watching the rest of the games.

Let's go back to the classroom and do some homework. This time, it's really about going back to the classroom to do homework.

Li Mubai only got up after Xie Shu and Deng Yi had left.

As he was walking down the street, he was suddenly tapped on the left shoulder. He instinctively wanted to look to the right, but remembering Chen Qiuhe's experience before, he turned back to the left.

"Where are you looking?"

Chen Qiuhe's voice came from the right: "Haha, did you think I would do what I did last time? You thought you were on the second floor, but I'm actually on the third floor."

How cunning.

"Why didn't you stay to watch the basketball game?" Li Mubai chose to skip the topic.

What's the point of the game without you?

……

"I want to see you get elbowed to the ground, and I'll definitely take a picture this time," Chen Qiuhe continued.

Unfortunately, I'm not a cat, so breathing on Chen Qiuhe doesn't work.

"This is a cruel joke, let's not bring it up again," Li Mubai said.

"Okay, okay, I won't hurt your feelings anymore. So, where are you going?"

"Back to the classroom."

"Why go back to the classroom?"

"Do your homework."

"Why do you need to do homework?"

Damn, why do you ask about everything?

"So where are you planning to go?" Li Mubai asked in return.

"I was originally planning to go back to the dorm, but I just changed my mind and I'm going back to the classroom too."

What are you doing in the classroom?

"I'll fuck you." Chen Qiuhe said with a grin.

…What outrageous and blatant words! I'm truly speechless at Chen Qiuhe's audacity.

As it turns out, Chen Qiuhe was not joking.

Li Mubai wanted to do her homework, so she kept repeating:

"Let's play Connect Four."

"Let's play Connect Four."

Li Mubai wanted to put on his headphones to read, so she sent him a message on QQ.

Okay, let's chat for a bit. If I finish my homework now, what am I going to do when I get home? The National Day holiday is seven days long!

"By the way, Chen Qiuhe," he asked, taking off his headphones and looking at her.

"Hmm? What's up? Want to play Connect Four?"

"No, what are your plans for the National Day holiday?"

"Are you going to ask me out? Unfortunately, I already have plans."

He was just chatting casually.

Are you planning a trip?

Li Mubai automatically ignored the previous sentence. He remembered that Chen Qiuhe always watched "Aerial China" with great attention, so she must be interested in travel.

I guess so.

Chen Qiuhe's answer was ambiguous, so she countered with, "And you? What are your plans for National Day?"

"I'm getting ready to visit Galliton University."

"That's great, but is Galliton University located overseas?"

"No, domestically."

"Domestic? Garridon? Staying at home? Humph!" She punched Li Mubai.

"But are you really planning to stay home during the National Day holiday? That's a seven-day holiday!" Chen Qiuhe said.

What can I do if I have no friends and no money to travel? What can I do besides stay at home?

"There were so many people out during the National Day holiday, it was packed with people." He didn't say the main reason.

"Too."

Chen Qiuhe paused for a moment, then said, "Well—I'll take some nice pictures for you to see, then you can be considered to have gone out."

"No need, thank you."

He wanted to travel, but what he really wanted was to see the scenery with his own eyes.

"We're deskmates, no need to be so polite."

Recalling all the hardships of yesterday… Li Mubai inexplicably thought of this lyric.

"Since you have nothing to do, let's play Connect Four."

(Qinghe has issued a Gomoku challenge to you)

What chess fanatic?

"Then come on."

The history class on Thursday evenings every other week is history. Although Mr. Deng is not as scary as Mr. Chen, no one suggested watching a movie without the encouragement of other classes.

"When the audio-visual equipment comes up, turn on the computer and play 'The Rise of Great Powers'."

That's fine, learn while having fun.

……

Friday morning sunlight crept into the dormitory, and some anxious students were packing their luggage.

"Hey Chicken Bro, what's the rush?"

"It's Friday! The last day! After the tug-of-war, it's National Day!"

"Can't you learn from the senior students in their final year of high school? They sit in the classroom and study without fail," Zhao Feng said.

"Don't be ridiculous, they don't want to leave, they can't escape."

High school seniors only have three days off, two of which are weekends.

"What's Yong-ge doing? He's smiling like a flower."

Zhao Feng glanced over and saw Jiao Yong holding his phone and grinning foolishly.

"Oh, him? Wasn't it the basketball game yesterday? He must have been tempted." Jiao Yong didn't answer; Wang Rui spoke for him.

"Who is it?" the others immediately asked.

"It's Chen Qiuhe from our class."

"Oh~"

"It seems like we're still classmates."

……

"Next match: Class 3 of Grade 11 and Class 10 of Grade 11."

There is no qualifying round or final in tug-of-war; there is only one match, and after that, you go home.

The competition should ideally be arranged so that science students face science students and humanities students face humanities students, so that the male-to-female ratio is relatively reasonable. Otherwise, if a humanities student is matched with a science student, they will be eliminated immediately.

Li Mubai disliked tug-of-war. The ropes used in tug-of-war were hemp ropes, which were prickly and made it easy to overexert oneself and fall backward.

If he could, he would like to stand beside the team and cheer them on, just like Xie Shu.

"Both sides, get ready," the referee announced loudly.

The boys were divided into two groups, one in the front row and the other in the back. Li Mubai stood at the very back, the most dangerous position.

They picked up the rope.

Xie Shu pretended to inspect their class's formation and slowly approached from the front.

She gently approached Li Mubai and said in a very low voice, "Be careful not to fall."

"Okay, okay!" Yang Kun, standing in front of Li Mubai, said excitedly.

If I told you that, then you should.

Li Mubai nodded to Xie Shu, who then returned to the front row.

Seeing Xie Shu leave, Yang Kun turned back and said:

"Lao Bai, did you just hear that? Xie Shu was so gentle, telling us to be careful. I love it! Goddess is just different."

"Alright, Yang Kun, get ready, it's about to start."

Everyone calls him Brother Chicken. Li Mubai has called him that a few times too, but calling someone "brother" always feels too slick. He still prefers to call people by their full names.

"Both sides, in position, whoosh!"

Tug-of-war emphasizes teamwork, because even the strongest individual has limited strength.

"One two one!"

"One two one!"

The students in Class 3 started shouting, and their strength gradually came together.

The scales of victory are gradually tipping.

"call out!"

The referee blew the whistle again, ending the tug-of-war. Class 3 won, but in order to uphold the principle of friendship first and competition second, the winner was not announced. Everyone knew it in their hearts.

Li Mubai put down the rope, but he held back a bit to avoid actually falling.

Looking at my reddened palms, I realized this was really a tough one.

"It's holiday time!"

A student shouted.

He looked up and met Xie Shu's gaze in the crowd; she slowly revealed a slight smile.

The morning sunlight wasn't harsh, making her look radiant.

Yes, it's a holiday.